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Harry had completely forgotten about Quiditch in all the things that happened until Angelina came up to him and Hermione one day.
"So Harry, are you any closer to finding a cure for that?" she asked, nodding to their connected hands.
Harry gave her a sheepish look and she sighed.
"Our first Quiditch match against Ravenclaw is coming up soon, you need to find some way to be able to play or I'll have to find a new seeker." She told him, seriously.
As she walked away he gulped and looked to Hermione. She gave him a smile.
"We can't have that, can we Mister Potter?"
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"Harry! Just move your arm a bit here.."
"I can't move it any more!"
"Just try!"
They were on the Quiditch pitch late in the night, awkwardly trying to situate themselves on Harry's Firebolt which wasn't any easier given the darkness. They finally found a position which allowed him to steer the broomstick with the hand that was connected to Hermione's and it left him a free hand to catch the Snitch. Hermione had to sit in front of him on the broomstick and, Harry noticed quickly, she had to be very close to him. He blushed at the feel of her body against his chest, but she couldn't see his blush and started talking.
"Okay, let's get going." She said, nervously.
Harry recalled that she wasn't too fond of flying.
"Don't worry, we won't go that fast this time." He reassured her.
"Thanks." She whispered.
Harry smiled and they ascended higher, he felt her tense a little then relax. He slowly did a loop around the pitch, trying to see how easy it was to fly with Hermione there. The weight didn't matter much since he had a Firebolt really it was just the manoeuvrability that had been hindered.
"You can go faster, Harry, I'm not a pansy." She told him crossly.
He blushed, while he was testing the manoeuvrability he hadn't been going faster than 5 km per hour. He went faster.
"That's better." She mumbled.
They flew for a little while more and then they decided to call it a day.
"So do you think we'll be able to do well in the game?" he asked her.
"Well.. you're a great seeker but I think this will be awkward no matter how good you are. I'll try to stay on the broom." She said, making a face.
Harry couldn't help but laugh at the look.
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Hermione gripped harder onto the broomstick as they flew onto the pitch. The Ravenclaw team was already there, all surprised to see two people on a broomstick. The team captain looked incredulously at her and Harry, but she had checked, there was no rule of how many people per broomstick. The two teams all got on their brooms and the game began.
She felt the Firebolt go higher and she tried to even out her breathing.
'It's okay, just calm down, you trust Harry, right?' she thought, knowing the answer.
But still she caught herself holding her breath as they narrowly missed a bludger. They flew around for awhile with Harry looking for the snitch, she felt him lean a little forward.
"Do you see it?" she asked him.
"Yeah, and it's so out in the open I can't believe no one else has." He said in a determined tone.
Hermione looked around for it but she didn't have to search for long. The snitch was hovering in the middle of the pitch, with Katie and Angelina passing the quaffle underneath.
"Oh my go-" she said before she felt the Firebolt speed towards the snitch.
They were almost there when Hermione felt something hit her side. Her whole side stung from whoever had collided with her and it had taken the breath from her. She gasped for a breath, clutching her side, and when you're on a Firebolt going 120 km an hour that is not so good. She felt herself wobble and she had only time to look at her side to see who had hit her before she slipped off the Firebolt. There, glaring for England, was Cho Chang.
She had no time to feel anger as panic seemed to be the dominant emotion right now. Harry grunted with the effort of holding her weight, she tried to grab the broomstick with her other hand but fell inches short. She opted for grabbing Harry's other hand and screaming bloody murder.
"I got you Hermione, stop screaming and I can land us on the pitch." He told her.
"Well I'm sorry Harry but in case you haven't noticed, I'm dangling 60 feet in the air." She told him, heatedly.
"And I'm trying to fix that." He said, sounding angry.
He lost the angry look and took in her panicked face.
"But I need at least one hand to do this, so you're going to have to let go." He told her.
He felt his heart wrench when he saw tears in her eyes.
"Harry, I can't do it, I'm scared." She told him.
"You can do it, just one hand Hermione." He said, his arms starting to ache, he wished he had made the effort to work out maybe then he wouldn't have had to make Hermione do this.
She looked up to him, wide eyed.
"I promise to be careful." He tried, meaning it.
He felt her hand slip out of his. He smiled and guided the Firebolt to the ground. Hermione wiped her eyes and got back on the broom. They went back to searching for the snitch with people asking them if everything was alright. She told them that everything was fine and to go back to what they were supposed to be doing.
Harry squinted for any sign of the snitch, he hadn't seen it since Hermione had fallen off but the game was still going on so Cho hadn't caught it either. Hermione was in her own little world, looking every which way. Finally she pointed to somewhere.
"THERE!!! THE COW IS GOING TO GET IT!!" she yelled before wrenching the Firebolt full force towards Cho Chang.
His eyes widened drastically as they sped past her. He heard her emit a little scream but Harry barely paid attention to it. There it was, the snitch. With Hermione acting the way she was, he half expected her to catch the snitch him too. But he stretched out and snatched it before anything else could happen.
"160 TO 40 GRIFFINDOR WINS!!!" Lee Jordan screamed enthusiastically.
The crowd erupted into cheering. They landed back on the ground and joined in with hugging the team, even though it was hard to do so attached. Near the end, which was at the party in the common room, they mostly hugged each other. People came by to congratulate Harry or to comment on how cute they were from time to time. Hermione smiled as she hugged him again.
"I can't believe I gave you tips for dating her, what a bitch." She told him.
His chest shook with laughter.
"She couldn't help her jealousy, what can I say? I am a very desirable man." He replied.
She looked up to him with the faintest look of playfulness.
"Desirable? Oh yes, you're desirable all right, as in I desire you to stop being so full of yourself." She told him.
He lifted and eyebrow and grinned.
"Oh you don't believe me? Alicia, am I desirable?" he asked the chaser.
She looked taken aback but she played along.
"Sure Harry, you're damn sexy."
"Angelina, am I desirable?" he asked his captain.
"Harry, for 150 points you're desirable all right." She laughed.
He turned to Hermione, triumphant.
"See?" he taunted, not at all caring that one was only because he caught the snitch.
She rolled her eyes at his child-like antics. The party lasted late in the night and at around one thirty Harry and Hermione decided to call it a night.
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Harry had completely forgotten about Quiditch in all the things that happened until Angelina came up to him and Hermione one day.
"So Harry, are you any closer to finding a cure for that?" she asked, nodding to their connected hands.
Harry gave her a sheepish look and she sighed.
"Our first Quiditch match against Ravenclaw is coming up soon, you need to find some way to be able to play or I'll have to find a new seeker." She told him, seriously.
As she walked away he gulped and looked to Hermione. She gave him a smile.
"We can't have that, can we Mister Potter?"
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"Harry! Just move your arm a bit here.."
"I can't move it any more!"
"Just try!"
They were on the Quiditch pitch late in the night, awkwardly trying to situate themselves on Harry's Firebolt which wasn't any easier given the darkness. They finally found a position which allowed him to steer the broomstick with the hand that was connected to Hermione's and it left him a free hand to catch the Snitch. Hermione had to sit in front of him on the broomstick and, Harry noticed quickly, she had to be very close to him. He blushed at the feel of her body against his chest, but she couldn't see his blush and started talking.
"Okay, let's get going." She said, nervously.
Harry recalled that she wasn't too fond of flying.
"Don't worry, we won't go that fast this time." He reassured her.
"Thanks." She whispered.
Harry smiled and they ascended higher, he felt her tense a little then relax. He slowly did a loop around the pitch, trying to see how easy it was to fly with Hermione there. The weight didn't matter much since he had a Firebolt really it was just the manoeuvrability that had been hindered.
"You can go faster, Harry, I'm not a pansy." She told him crossly.
He blushed, while he was testing the manoeuvrability he hadn't been going faster than 5 km per hour. He went faster.
"That's better." She mumbled.
They flew for a little while more and then they decided to call it a day.
"So do you think we'll be able to do well in the game?" he asked her.
"Well.. you're a great seeker but I think this will be awkward no matter how good you are. I'll try to stay on the broom." She said, making a face.
Harry couldn't help but laugh at the look.
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Hermione gripped harder onto the broomstick as they flew onto the pitch. The Ravenclaw team was already there, all surprised to see two people on a broomstick. The team captain looked incredulously at her and Harry, but she had checked, there was no rule of how many people per broomstick. The two teams all got on their brooms and the game began.
She felt the Firebolt go higher and she tried to even out her breathing.
'It's okay, just calm down, you trust Harry, right?' she thought, knowing the answer.
But still she caught herself holding her breath as they narrowly missed a bludger. They flew around for awhile with Harry looking for the snitch, she felt him lean a little forward.
"Do you see it?" she asked him.
"Yeah, and it's so out in the open I can't believe no one else has." He said in a determined tone.
Hermione looked around for it but she didn't have to search for long. The snitch was hovering in the middle of the pitch, with Katie and Angelina passing the quaffle underneath.
"Oh my go-" she said before she felt the Firebolt speed towards the snitch.
They were almost there when Hermione felt something hit her side. Her whole side stung from whoever had collided with her and it had taken the breath from her. She gasped for a breath, clutching her side, and when you're on a Firebolt going 120 km an hour that is not so good. She felt herself wobble and she had only time to look at her side to see who had hit her before she slipped off the Firebolt. There, glaring for England, was Cho Chang.
She had no time to feel anger as panic seemed to be the dominant emotion right now. Harry grunted with the effort of holding her weight, she tried to grab the broomstick with her other hand but fell inches short. She opted for grabbing Harry's other hand and screaming bloody murder.
"I got you Hermione, stop screaming and I can land us on the pitch." He told her.
"Well I'm sorry Harry but in case you haven't noticed, I'm dangling 60 feet in the air." She told him, heatedly.
"And I'm trying to fix that." He said, sounding angry.
He lost the angry look and took in her panicked face.
"But I need at least one hand to do this, so you're going to have to let go." He told her.
He felt his heart wrench when he saw tears in her eyes.
"Harry, I can't do it, I'm scared." She told him.
"You can do it, just one hand Hermione." He said, his arms starting to ache, he wished he had made the effort to work out maybe then he wouldn't have had to make Hermione do this.
She looked up to him, wide eyed.
"I promise to be careful." He tried, meaning it.
He felt her hand slip out of his. He smiled and guided the Firebolt to the ground. Hermione wiped her eyes and got back on the broom. They went back to searching for the snitch with people asking them if everything was alright. She told them that everything was fine and to go back to what they were supposed to be doing.
Harry squinted for any sign of the snitch, he hadn't seen it since Hermione had fallen off but the game was still going on so Cho hadn't caught it either. Hermione was in her own little world, looking every which way. Finally she pointed to somewhere.
"THERE!!! THE COW IS GOING TO GET IT!!" she yelled before wrenching the Firebolt full force towards Cho Chang.
His eyes widened drastically as they sped past her. He heard her emit a little scream but Harry barely paid attention to it. There it was, the snitch. With Hermione acting the way she was, he half expected her to catch the snitch him too. But he stretched out and snatched it before anything else could happen.
"160 TO 40 GRIFFINDOR WINS!!!" Lee Jordan screamed enthusiastically.
The crowd erupted into cheering. They landed back on the ground and joined in with hugging the team, even though it was hard to do so attached. Near the end, which was at the party in the common room, they mostly hugged each other. People came by to congratulate Harry or to comment on how cute they were from time to time. Hermione smiled as she hugged him again.
"I can't believe I gave you tips for dating her, what a bitch." She told him.
His chest shook with laughter.
"She couldn't help her jealousy, what can I say? I am a very desirable man." He replied.
She looked up to him with the faintest look of playfulness.
"Desirable? Oh yes, you're desirable all right, as in I desire you to stop being so full of yourself." She told him.
He lifted and eyebrow and grinned.
"Oh you don't believe me? Alicia, am I desirable?" he asked the chaser.
She looked taken aback but she played along.
"Sure Harry, you're damn sexy."
"Angelina, am I desirable?" he asked his captain.
"Harry, for 150 points you're desirable all right." She laughed.
He turned to Hermione, triumphant.
"See?" he taunted, not at all caring that one was only because he caught the snitch.
She rolled her eyes at his child-like antics. The party lasted late in the night and at around one thirty Harry and Hermione decided to call it a night.
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